Every night quakes lightly
--like childhood's laughter.
Quick, give me a new thing
to see--yes, you, so beautiful
to me. America,
you're breaking
me.
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Earthquake dreams, deadlines, fears, news, OMG.
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you have to shut your eyes to see it that's when the day goes dark running like a scar seaming into something close I stop, blind as a ...
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